Eric's unwavering gaze remained fixated on Savannah as she fiercely haggled with her buyer in the dimly lit antique boutique. He could see the worry lines deeply etched into her forehead and the unyielding determination in her tight jaw as she fought for every penny of the sale.
The air inside the shop felt dense and heavy, thick with the unmistakable scent of old books and intoxicating perfume. It was a familiar aroma that evoked memories of his grandmother's house, but there was also an underlying mustiness that reminded him that these antiques had been long forgotten and untouched for far too long.
As Eric's eyes scanned the shadowy room, they caught glimpses of vintage furniture and trinkets displayed on shelves and tables, each one holding its own unique story and secrets. In the fa
